On my day off my lounge has been invaded by owls - I've been screenprinting a whole lot of these owl totes. I might do some with a matching blue feather print next...or maybe some owls in a different colour...
Joining in today with "My Creative Space" over here.
I photographed some mattress textiles in the inorganic collection on Sunday, but I was greedy for more. I started to feel a mild panic that the start of the working week, leaving in a hurry, coming home in the dark, would mean that I wouldn't have any more photo opportunities before the rubbish was taken away. So I decided that I would have to multitask, turn an early morning run into a mattress photo session, and that's what I did this morning.
If I looked weird taking photos of old mattresses before, I must have looked a whole lot weirder taking photos of them at 7am in my stripy running leggings (thank goodness I wasn't wearing the leopard-print headband that is often part of my running costume)! But I was rewarded with the photos of this blousy blue rose fabric (above) and with not a moment to spare. As I was running home the rubbish guys were driving down the street and collecting all the inorganic rubbish. Whew!
Oh and here are some I photographed in the weekend. You can see some of my other mattress-photographing endeavours here and here and other people's here.
Thanks to BBC Homes and Antiques magazine, I have learnt the word "vintiquing" - when you have a minibreak and look at antiques in adorable small towns, preferebly with cobbled streets. I did a more budget version in the weekend, which I've decided to call "inorganicing," where you wander round the streets taking photos of the rubbish people have put out for the inorganic collection (and maybe spot some treasure). These beautiful yellow trees made it more picturesque:
And there was a bit of a yellow theme going on with the things I found. I liked this beautiful bungalow window without a house attached to it:
And this beautiful 70s sun umbrella with raggedy tassels.
How about you, do you enjoy a spot of inorganicing?
I've finally gotten around to starting my "things I didn't buy from the op shop" zine. I've been redrawing images from my sketchbook on brown paper and I'm going to paint over that. Here are the ones I've redrawn so far:
I needed a quick making things fix this afternoon so I screenprinted some more of my feather patches, in a burgundy ink this time. When they were all laid out I thought the colour of the calico looked like a delicious pie crust. The way the cat was weaving around them when I was trying to take photos made me think she wouldn't have minded eating a giant feather pie!
There are few things I like more than a bleak seaside funfair. So when I stumbled upon a carousel at the end of Silo Park, which can be deliciously bleak in the right weather, I was so excited that I had to come back three times with two different cameras to photograph it! Apparently it is the oldest carousel in New Zealand.
Unfortunately none of the times I went back was at a particularly good time of day for light, but I think that added to the bleakness. It looked like it was a carousel at the end of the world.
Inside, St. Kevin's Arcade was bustling with market-goers:
And in the corner was the Millicent Crow stall:
I didn't get a chance to leave my stall but I heard there was lots happening on K Road, including a man running around in a skeleton suit with glow in the dark bones! Such a lovely, busy night. Thanks, Annie for organising the market!